A Voyage round the World: A book for boysKingston, William Henry Giles
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A Voyage round the World: A book for boys
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Voyages around the world -- Juvenile fiction
"No, Mr Gerard, you go on, and leave me to follow you slowly," answered
Fleming. "If I stop, you'll easily find me again."
We, of course, were ready enough to follow this advice; so Jerry,
Surley, and I, pushed on up the mountain as fast as we could climb
towards the nearest herd of guanacoes. They were of a light-brown
colour, of about the size of a stag. I should describe the animals we
saw as having small heads, with large and brilliant eyes, thick lips,
and ears long and movable. The neck was very long, and kept perfectly
upright, while the haunches were slightly elevated; so that they looked
somewhat like little camels--the purpose of which, indeed, they serve
when domesticated. We could see several herds in different parts on the
side of the mountain. There was one low down near the path in the
direction the doctor and his companions had taken. They were feeding
quietly, when one looked up, then another, and away the whole herd
scampered at a tremendous rate up the mountain. We thought that the
sight of the doctor's party had put them to flight; and it showed us
that we must be cautious in approaching the herd we had marked. Old
Surley was very eager to be after them, and we had great difficulty in
keeping him back.
The air was keen and at the same time hot. There was not a cloud in the
intense blue sky, and the rays of the sun came down with great force,
and blistered our skin and peeled our noses till we were afraid of
touching them; but we did not think much about that trifle while the
guanacoes were in sight. Concealing ourselves as much as possible
behind rocks and bushes, and here and there an evergreen quillay-tree,
we got nearer and nearer to them. Sometimes we got behind clumps of the
great chandelier-like cactus, whose sturdy green twisted stems afforded
us capital shelter.
"It is lucky we are not very big, or we should not be able to hide
ourselves so well," observed Jerry as we crept on. The valley lay far
below us, with steep precipices and a brawling torrent, with rocks and
shrubs scattered about; and high above us wild jagged peaks and
snow-covered mountain-tops. The stillness of the air was most
extraordinary. Not a sound reached our ears. Never have I been in a
wilder or more magnificent scene. I do not know what our four-footed
companion thought of it, but he certainly enjoyed the idea of catching a
guanaco--so did we, indeed, more than anything else. We had got within
five hundred yards of the nearest without being discovered. Hitherto we
had gone on very cautiously. Our eagerness overcame our discretion. We
left cover and ran on exposing ourselves to view.
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